Saving Sunni by Reggie Alexander, Kasi Alexander Read Free Book Online

order?” I asked him. “To keep him out of The Fringe, if nothing else?”
    He considered, resting his chin on his hand, elbow on the arm of the couch. “Yes, I suppose so,” he said. “Although I hate attracting the notice of the police again. ” He gave sage a quick glance, and she colored bright red at the memory of her mother sending the police to check on her last year. “But I want you to have some protection when I can’t be there, even if it’s only theoretical protection. At least if you have to call the authorities at work, you will have the right to do so.” His Austrian accent always came out stronger when he was stressed, and despite the seriousness of the situation, I was a little ashamed to notice it was making me horny.
    “Now get undressed and let’s do our greeting,” he told us, and we jumped up to obey.
    When we all sat down to dinner later, I could tell Sir had something to say. He had a thoughtful expression on his face that usually meant some kind of proclamation was coming. sage and I exchanged worried looks. I was terrified he was going to tell me I had to quit my job, but I wondered if sage was secretly hoping he was going to tell her to quit school. I knew it was difficult for her. She had been reluctant to start with, but Sir had insisted. She liked the psychology classes she was taking, but she spent most evenings sitting at the kitchen table doing homework while we watched television and chatted, and it was starting to get to her. But they had both agreed that it would make the most sense for her to take a full load of classes so that she could finish her bachelor’s in a couple of years since she already had an associate’s degree. I think Sir wanted her to go on and become a counselor, but I had my doubts about whether she could stand school that long. I don’t think I could have, which was pretty much why I never started college in the first place.
    When Sir cleared his throat, we both jumped a little, we’d been so absorbed in our own thoughts. We looked up expectantly, and he smiled at us.
    “You are both such good slaves,” he started out, and I, for one, relaxed a little. This didn’t seem like it was going to be bad news. I smiled back.
    “I think,” he went on slowly, his smile fading a little, “that it wouldn’t be a bad thing, especially considering the fact that sunni’s ex-husband is in town, for you both to get a little training in self-defense.” He stopped and looked at me, then at sage. Her mouth had dropped open and her eyes were huge.
    “Self-defense? Are you serious?” I couldn’t believe she had just said that to Sir in that angry tone of voice.
    His eyebrows went up and his voice took on a warning edge. “Yes, sage, I am quite serious. Do you have a problem with that?”
    I could see she was struggling to keep from saying something that would no doubt get her in serious trouble. Her jaw worked a little, but she swallowed hard and looked down at her plate.
    “Sir,” she said, her voice shaking a little. “I’m not sure I could handle something else right now. I’m feeling a little overwhelmed by my classes.”
    He considered her. “It will be good for you to get a little exercise,” he said, and she flushed. I could tell she was taking it as a comment on her weight. But he continued, “It will improve your circulation and help you concentrate and focus on your schoolwork. Besides, the physical exertion will be a great stress reliever for you. If you have too much to do this semester, we can look at dropping your course load a little next time. But for now it is important to me that you can both defend yourselves if anything happens.” He looked back at me. “Is that clear?”
    I thought about it. I actually didn’t mind the idea of a self-defense class. It was one of those things that you always mean to do and never get around to.
    “What kind of self-defense?” I asked, going back to my food. sage looked like she might cry. I would